Even though I didn't misspell anything or make glaring errors in my last entry, I sounded pretty damn annoying. So sorry. =P

I hate being disappointed. Blah blah blah.

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"Invisible Ink" -Aimee Mann

there comes a time when you swim or sink
so i jumped in the drink
'cause i couldn't make myself clear
maybe i wrote in invisible ink
oh, i've tried to think
how i could have made it appear

but another illustration is wasted
'cause the results are the same
i feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands
over some ouija board in the hopes i can spell out my name

what some might take for magic at first glance
is just sleight of hand depending on what you believe
something gets lost when you translate
it's hard to keep straight
perspective is everything

and i know now which is which and what angle i oughta look at it from
i suppose i should be happy to be misread -
better be that than some of the other things i have become

well, nobody wants to hear this tale
the plot is cliche, the jokes are stale
and baby we've all heard it all before
oh i could get specific, but
nobody needs a catalog
with details of love i can't sell anymore

and aside from that, this chain of reaction
baby, is losing a link
though i'd hope you'd know what i try to tell you
and if you don't, i could draw you a picture in invisible ink

but nobody wants to hear this tale
the plot is cliche, the jokes are stale
and baby, we've all heard it all before
oh i could I get specific but
nobody needs a catalogue
with details of love i can't sell anymore

Maybe I am not absolutely sober right now, but I'm getting close. I promise.

The Chocolate Chippendales were...something I had never witnessed before. That is assured. I wonder if I will ever become old enough or debaunched enough to actually try to tip almost-naked men in their g-strings as they walk by. This is a sad, even more sobering thought.

Anyhow, I am glad for a fun dinner at Glas Kat with my girls and a few guys here and there.

I think I am doing fairly well with the typing-while-not-exactly-sober thing. I do have a secret though: I am using the delete key A LOT. Oh well. No one's perfect.

I wish we had more time to dance at the club after the show, but unfortunately, Tim couldn't hold his liquor. SAD.

All I have to say is: guys sort of suck. This is from experience. If they're not ruining a clubbing night, they're ruining all sorts of other shit. Yadda yadda. I need to become asexual. Sorry, Tim, you're still cool. Just using you as a whipping boy for males in general. Whee!

I've never blogged when not completely sober. Interesting.

Final Note: Shit, I forgot as I was trying to find the end-bracket key thing. Alcohol is evil.

Insert your own favorite angsty song. Whooo!

Random pictures to follow thanks to Hello. :)

And a big thanks to the wondrous Bea for the chance to see a preview screening of Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle. What a great stoner comedy with minority leads. Kal Penn as Kumar is hilaaarious...and John Cho is cute. :D I'm such a sucker for a cute Asian guy. I wonder if the movie would have been more entertaining to see when stoned...hmmm...

Tomorrow night...Chocolate Chippendales? OH MY.

Reenactment of my conversation with Jo -

Jo: when jacq told me about the chocolate chippendales, i didn't see why there would be any problem
Jo: then she asked me if i would be okay with all those black people...
Me: you thought there were going to be strippers serving chocolate, didn't you??
Me: hahahahaha
Jo: yes.

At least Jo forewarned me about Chocolate Chippendale night. If she hadn't...

Jo: haha...you'd be all nudging me and asking
Jo: "psst...jo, why are there all these almost-naked black men at the club?"
Me: "is this...my dream from the other night...?"

:D

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"Flake" -Jack Johnson

i know she said it's all right
but you can make it up next time
i know she knows it's not right
there ain't no use in lyin'
maybe she thinks i know something
maybe, maybe she thinks it's fine
or maybe she knows something i don't
i'm so, i'm so tired, i'm so tired of trying

it seems to me that maybe
it pretty much always means no
so don't tell me you might just let it go
and oftentimes we're lazy
it seems to stand in my way
'cause no one, no, not no one
likes to be let down

i know she loves the sunrise
no longer sees it with her sleeping eyes and
i know that when she said she's gonna try
well, it might not work because of other ties and
i know she usually has some other ties and
i wouldn't want to break 'em, nah, i wouldn't want to break 'em
maybe she'll help me to untie this, but
until then, well, i'm gonna have to lie to you

it seems to me that maybe
it pretty much always means no
so don't tell me you might just let it go
and oftentimes we're lazy
it seems to stand in my way
'cause no one, no, not no one
likes to be let down
it seems to me that maybe
it pretty much always means no
so don't tell me you might just let it go

the harder that you try, baby, the further you'll fall
even with all the money in the whole wide world
please please please don't pass me...by

everything you know about me now, baby, you gonna have to change
you gonna have to call it by a brand new name
please please please don't drag me...down

just like a tree down by the water, baby, i shall not move
even after all the silly things you do
please please please don't drag me...down

Here I am on the cruise ship with Amanda. Yes, Ha sisters are so sexy in black. 

And a picture of my brother just because he can be so darn cute...when he's not being a brat. "Where are you going?" "You can't buy that! You don't have anymore money!" "It's my turn!" "Don't come downstairs because my friends are coming over!" "Stop drinking!" 

Some MSJ girls recently up in Davis visiting the lovely Jo. Good good times. 

Cherry was...not quite sober. Shhhh ;)  

Hahaha...remember this, MSJ buddies? What a beauteous backdrop we made...too bad James chewed up the scenery during the skit. literally. ;)  

Aww, how cute. This was me and Michelle getting all dandied up for...I can't remember what. But hey, you can see my shoes in the background! How exotic. 

Since I fully realize I am a big geek, it should come as no surprise that I finally fell to the bolding-book-list thingie. Bold the titles you've read, etc. etc.

Beowulf
Achebe, Chinua - Things Fall Apart
Agee, James - A Death in the Family
Austen, Jane - Pride and Prejudice [SIGHSIGHSIGH. Daaaarcy.]
Baldwin, James - Go Tell It on the Mountain
Beckett, Samuel - Waiting for Godot
Bellow, Saul - The Adventures of Augie March
Brontë, Charlotte - Jane Eyre
Brontë, Emily - Wuthering Heights
Camus, Albert - The Stranger
Cather, Willa - Death Comes for the Archbishop
Chaucer, Geoffrey - The Canterbury Tales
Chekhov, Anton - The Cherry Orchard
Chopin, Kate - The Awakening
Conrad, Joseph - Heart of Darkness
Cooper, James Fenimore - The Last of the Mohicans
Crane, Stephen - The Red Badge of Courage
Dante - Inferno
de Cervantes, Miguel - Don Quixote
Defoe, Daniel - Robinson Crusoe
Dickens, Charles - A Tale of Two Cities [The real accomplishment is reading his other novels.]
Dostoyevsky, Fyodor - Crime and Punishment
Douglass, Frederick - Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
Dreiser, Theodore - An American Tragedy
Dumas, Alexandre - The Three Musketeers
Eliot, George - The Mill on the Floss
Ellison, Ralph - Invisible Man
Emerson, Ralph Waldo - Selected Essays
Faulkner, William - As I Lay Dying
Faulkner, William - The Sound and the Fury
Fielding, Henry - Tom Jones
Fitzgerald, F. Scott - The Great Gatsby
Flaubert, Gustave - Madame Bovary
Ford, Ford Madox - The Good Soldier
Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von - Faust
Golding, William - Lord of the Flies [Sucks to your ass-mar!]
Hardy, Thomas - Tess of the d'Urbervilles [um...how about The Mayor of Casterbridge?]
Hawthorne, Nathaniel - The Scarlet Letter
Heller, Joseph - Catch 22
Hemingway, Ernest - A Farewell to Arms
Homer - The Iliad
Homer - The Odyssey
Hugo, Victor - The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Hurston, Zora Neale - Their Eyes Were Watching God
Huxley, Aldous - Brave New World
Ibsen, Henrik - A Doll's House
James, Henry - The Portrait of a Lady
James, Henry - The Turn of the Screw
Joyce, James - A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Kafka, Franz - The Metamorphosis
Kingston, Maxine Hong - The Woman Warrior
Lee, Harper - To Kill a Mockingbird
Lewis, Sinclair - Babbitt
London, Jack - The Call of the Wild
Mann, Thomas - The Magic Mountain
Marquez, Gabriel García - One Hundred Years of Solitude
Melville, Herman - Bartleby the Scrivener
Melville, Herman - Moby Dick
Miller, Arthur - The Crucible
Morrison, Toni - Beloved
O'Connor, Flannery - A Good Man is Hard to Find
O'Neill, Eugene - Long Day's Journey into Night
Orwell, George - Animal Farm
Pasternak, Boris - Doctor Zhivago
Plath, Sylvia - The Bell Jar
Poe, Edgar Allan - Selected Tales
Proust, Marcel - Swann's Way
Pynchon, Thomas - The Crying of Lot 49
Remarque, Erich Maria - All Quiet on the Western Front
Rostand, Edmond - Cyrano de Bergerac
Roth, Henry - Call It Sleep
Salinger, J.D. - The Catcher in the Rye
Shakespeare, William - Hamlet
Shakespeare, William - Macbeth
Shakespeare, William - A Midsummer Night's Dream
Shakespeare, William - Romeo and Juliet
Shaw, George Bernard - Pygmalion
Shelley, Mary - Frankenstein
Silko, Leslie Marmon - Ceremony
Solzhenitsyn, Alexander - One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
Sophocles - Antigone
Sophocles - Oedipus Rex
Steinbeck, John - The Grapes of Wrath
Stevenson, Robert Louis - Treasure Island
Stowe, Harriet Beecher - Uncle Tom's Cabin
Swift, Jonathan - Gulliver's Travels
Thackeray, William - Vanity Fair
Thoreau, Henry David - Walden [sitting on a pumpkin!]
Tolstoy, Leo - War and Peace
Turgenev, Ivan - Fathers and Sons
Twain, Mark - The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Voltaire - Candide
Vonnegut, Kurt Jr. - Slaughterhouse-Five
Walker, Alice - The Color Purple
Wharton, Edith - The House of Mirth
Welty, Eudora - Collected Stories
Whitman, Walt - Leaves of Grass
Wilde, Oscar - The Picture of Dorian Gray
Williams, Tennessee - The Glass Menagerie
Woolf, Virginia - To the Lighthouse
Wright, Richard - Native Son

I've been working at my cousins' supermarket in San Jose. Although the original Lucky 7 Supermarket is an Asian store, the second branch on Tully mainly targets Mexicans.

So after about 7-8 straight hours spent in that store, not only do I smell like stale recycled supermarket air, there's also a tinge of Mexican food clinging to me also. Sweeeet. "Well, you know I've always liked supermarkets, and I'm down with the Mexicans too!" Hahaha...thanks, Mike.

Saw I, Robot - entertaining. Will Smith is huuuuge [but in an oh-so-good way ;) ]. Now I want to read Asimov's I, Robot. I figure reading it afterward is the best sequence to enjoy both the movie and collection of shorts stories since the book is almost always better.

Besides, I cannot fully become the sci-fi geek girl until I've read Asimov, eh? At least Gibson's Neuromancer is almost under my belt. Cyber punk geeky! Yeah!

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I hate having a good mood ruined. The drop is so much more dramatic...and all those unhappy thoughts come. Ugh. It's all rather hopeless, huh? Nothing's ever quite right.

Oh well. Chug chug.

The song below is so absolutely angsty. Ah, 10 Things I Hate About You, that great high school favorite :)

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"The Weakness in Me" -Joan Armatrading

i'm not the sort of person who falls in and quickly out of love
but to you i gave my affection right from the start
i have a lover who loves me, how could i break such a heart?
yet still you get my attention

why do you come here when you know i've got troubles enough?
why do you call me when you know i can't answer the phone?
make me lie when i don't want to
and make someone else some kind of an unknowing fool
you make me stay when i should not
are you so strong or is all the weakness in me?

why do you come here and pretend to be just passing by?
when i mean to see you
and i mean to hold you
tightly

feeling guilty, worried, waking from tormented sleep
this old love has me bound, but the new love cuts deep
if i choose now, i'll lose out, one of you has to fall
and i need you
and you

why do you come here when you know i've got troubles enough?
why do you call me when you know i can't answer the phone?
make me lie when i don't want to
and make someone else some kind of an unknowing fool
you make me stay when i should not
are you so strong or is all the weakness in me?

why do you come here and pretend to be just passing by?
when i mean to see you
and i mean to hold you
tightly